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  • Chief Keef – Grab A Star (Thot Breaker Album)

    [Hook]
    Mama say I have trust issues
    I been feelin’ like Jesus
    She wants me to be her man
    I can’t baby, I’ma break you
    Baby, I would not lie to you
    I’d be careful if I were you
    I’m the one, but you might be too
    I’m not that liable
    Call me, pull off, skr-skr-skr-skr
    Smoking that a-la-la-la
    Give me that ah-ya-ya-ya
    Call me, let me pull off, right now, right now-now
    And when this drop starts to drop, baby look in the sky and grab a star

    [Verse]
    These bitches love Turbo and I love the purple
    I ball, Taj Gibson, baby boy, you look so fertile
    These bitches love Otto, their mouths be wide o-pen
    Been gettin’ it since snot nose, I was open and then I closed
    These bitches love Chief Lo, but I’m not so sweet though
    And she is a freak though, I put her to sleep though
    These hoes love Almighty, like Disney loved Miley
    Her boyfriend is spying, she’s like, "you have to hide me"
    These bitches love me, that’s all I can see
    I’m so obsessed with me, I be all I can be
    I don’t see brown or white, all I see is green
    To count all this cash, I might need a team

    [Hook]
    Mama say I have trust issues
    I been feelin’ like Jesus
    She wants me to be her man
    I can’t baby, I’ma break you
    Baby, I would not lie to you
    I’d be careful if I were you
    I’m the one, but you might be too
    I’m not that liable
    Call me, pull off, skr-skr-skr-skr
    Smoking that a-la-la-la
    Give me that ah-ya-ya-ya
    Call me, let me pull off, right now, right now-now
    And when this drop starts to drop, baby look in the sky and grab a star

    [Verse 2]
    Ooh, my car so retarded, the bitch just farted
    Pulled off like skrt, VIP access, I ain’t gotta park it
    All these darts on me no Walmart, will never fuck with Target
    And I’m sipping, but I can’t stop, I can’t be hardened
    These bitches love Big Gucci So, but I’m no rooty tooty though
    Don’t want [?], all you can know
    Row row ya boat, that’s all you can roll
    I’m stuffing these cones like an audience clones
    And I’m not really into mannequin though
    But I’m somewhere in the Madigan dough
    But I walk around like a manikin though
    Now yo bitch on the way
    She want this on me
    But she’s listening, can a bitch hold me?
    You can be lactose, still can’t shit on me
    Do the whole 200 on dash, with a 150 [?]

    [Hook]
    Mama say I have trust issues
    I been feelin’ like Jesus
    She wants me to be her man
    I can’t baby, I’ma break you
    Baby, I would not lie to you
    I’d be careful if I were you
    I’m the one, but you might be too
    I’m not that liable
    Call me, pull off, skr-skr-skr-skr
    Smoking that a-la-la-la
    Give me that ah-ya-ya-ya
    Call me, let me pull off, right now, right now-now
    And when this drop starts to drop, baby look in the sky and grab a star